#multi colour long necklace

[luvingspence]

𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙥𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙜𝙤𝙡𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙩

early seasons!spencer reid x fem!reader

spencer gets emotional once he realises how much his girlfriend loves him <3

also spot the taylor swift and twilight reference girlies! and apologies for how cheesy this is, it’s very rushed bc exams so it isn’t proofread :(

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

His apartment felt different now that she was here. There was more colour, her pink slippers were next to his, she now kept tulips in a lovely patterned vase in the kitchen, and there was now a thrifted clothing rack in the corner of their shared bedroom for the clothes that refused to fit in the large oak wardrobe.

The atmosphere felt different too. The candles she burned smelled warm, he now couldn’t wait to come home, compared to how he used to feel. Knowing he would be coming home to an apartment that wasn’t empty and lonely filled him with a feeling that was almost indescribable. It was like having butterflies in his stomach, but all so much more than that. Something in his chest blossomed and happiness spread to every corner of his body when he saw her perched on the sofa with her fingers skimming the pages of one of his books, or when he saw her in one of his sweaters with the most adorable frilly apron around her waist when baking in the kitchen.

Though, today was an unusual day off. By some miracle, Hotch had managed to convince Strauss to get another team on-call for the coming week. After three back-to-back cases, all lasting a week long, Aaron knew his team needed to sleep in their own beds.

So there he was, in thick, odd socks many sizes too big for him, a green cable knit sweater, and grey plaid-pyjama trousers on his sofa watching re-runs and more re-runs, waiting for his girlfriend to come home. It felt strange to be the one at home for once, but it was pleasant.

“Spence, honey.” Manicured fingers carded through his long-ish hair, he jumped. She giggled.

“Sorry, you looked like you were about to doze off there,” She circled around from the back of the sofa and sat next to him, thighs touching and arms now tangled together, “guess you didn’t hear me come in, huh?”

“Guess not.” He bashfully winced, embarrassed by his skittishness.

“How was your day off then, genius?” As she asked about his day she pulled a multi-coloured blanket that Penelope had knit Spencer off from the back of the sofa and wrapped it around them.

“Good, it was good.” He leaned his head on her shoulder and cuddled closer. “It was going to read today but I just watched Doctor Who re-runs, I don’t get to do that often.”

“Sounds good, honey.” Y/n smiled softly and kissed his forehead, “you of all people need a lazy day every now and then.”

Spencer silently nodded and slide further down the sofa so he could rest his sofa against her chest. He felt something cold and metallic against his chest. A curious hum escaped his lips. “What’s wrong, honey?”

He sat up straight, now looking down at his sweet girlfriend. He brought his hand to her chest and fingered at the new metal handing from her neck.

It was a cute little golden locket. It looked to be vintage. It was oval in shape and had floral patterns and vines creating a lovely botanic boarder around the locket.

“This new?” He mumbled, still twirling the locket between nimble fingers.

“Oh this?” Y/n softly smiled down and wrapped a gentle hand around Spencer’s wrist while he played with the chain, “Yeah, it’s new. I saw it in a little vintage shop when I was out with Penny last week. It’s cute, right?”

“Yeah, sweetheart,” It did look adorable. It fell neatly just below her collarbones. It was a very her necklace. He imagined it would look well with all of her clothes, especially the sundresses and lacy tanks she loved so much. “It’s very pretty. You look very pretty.”

“You’re the sweetest, Spence.” She grinned widely. She ducked her head and laid chaste pecks along his neck before resuming their cuddling. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” He pulled her close and ran his fingers down the side of her arm, his fingers touched her so gently it felt like he was barely there. It was a sweet, rare moment of uninterrupted peace for the couple.

Spencer though, his brain was still whirring. Why hadn’t he noticed the locket this past week? It was more than unusual for him to not notice something new about Y/n. Maybe he should ask.

“Have you been wearing this all week?” She shook her head.

“No, I didn’t want to wear it empty.” She laughed softly, she removed her head from it’s place on her boyfriend’s shoulder and fiddled with the locket’s opening.

“Did you put a picture of Taylor Swift or that other singer you like in there?” He chuckled.

“Lana Del Rey?” She corrected, “and honestly, I thought about it, but no.” She glanced up at him and smiled, he noticed a flustered expression on her face.

Once she got the locket open, he saw it. In a heart shapes frame inside the pretty locket, was an even prettier picture of the two of them. How she managed to get a photo small enough of the two of them to fit inside the locket, he was clueless.

“It’s us?” His voice became quiet, his pink lips formed a small pout.

The picture was simple, they had been out with friends in the summer. He was in casual attire, which was a very rare occurrence, ordinary black trousers and a beige sweater with his usual converse. Y/n was a sight to behold, however. Perched on his lap comfortably in adorable sandal-wedges and a sweet white sundress, she was planting a loving kiss on Spencer’s cheek while he grinned at the camera.

“Of course it’s us,” She looked down as if she had a reason to be embarrassed, “I know it’s cheesy but, I just… I don’t know. I love you. Like, a lot.”

He was for once, speechless.

He suddenly felt like the young, timid, and perpetually awkward twelve year old version of himself with too-long hair and glasses a little too big for the bridge of his nose. Never, and he could not stress the never enough, had he thought that would find someone who cared and loved for him in such a pure, wholesome, unabashed way.

“I love you.” He quickly said. He had never been more sure of anything.

She cooed, obviously enamoured with the man before her. “I know you do, Spence.”

“No, I mean,” He took a shaky breath, “I am unconditionally and irrevocably in love with you. Loving you and being loved by you has made me feel a form of happiness I never thought possible for a person like me. Before I experienced this, love, I thought it would be simple, black and white, but it’s so golden. You’re my golden.”

He’d lifted her hand to his mouth and gingerly placed a teary kiss on the back of her palm. He didn’t let go. He couldn’t let go.

He’d never let her go if she’d let him.

“Spence, honey,” She sniffled. Making her cry hadn’t been his intention, obviously, but he assumes that from her giddy smile and softened gaze that they were tears of happiness, of love, of all things good. “I’m golden?”

He only nodded, but that was all she needed.

“You’re my golden too, Spencer.”

[thesimline]

1920s BIRTHSTONE LOOKBOOK - PART 2

Welcome back to the glitz and glamour of the 1920s birthstone lookbook! After hair, jewellery is my favourite CC to hunt for so these ensembles were so much fun for me to put together. Want more good time gals and fabulous flappers? You can check out part one here.

Ruby is one of the most expensive gemstones and with its rich red colour it isn't hard to see why. Rubies have long been connected with physicality and strength, thought to be intimately connected with the human body.

Hair | Earrings (TSR) | Necklace (TSR) | Dress | Gloves | Bracelets | Ring (TSR) | Shoes (TSR)

Peridot is one of my favourite stones thanks to its gorgeous yellow-green hue. Because of this lively appearance they were often thought to protect their wearer at night.

Hair (retired - direct download) | Hairband (TSR) | Earrings | Necklace | Fur Bolero | Dress | Gloves | Bracelet | Cigarette Holder | Stockings (TSR) | Shoes

Sapphire is considered a protective gemstone. They may shield the wearer from physical harm, as well as bad intentions and envy. It was also thought that sapphires had medicinal properties.

Hat | Hair | Earrings | Necklace (TSR) | Coat | Gloves & Stockings (Base Game) | Shoes

Opal is an incredibly unique gemstone with its multi-coloured appearance. Opals are associated with light and magic, with some crediting them with healing properties.

Hair | Earrings | Necklace (TSR) | Feather Trim | Dress Mesh (retired - direct download) | Dress Recolour (retired - direct download) | Gloves | Bracelet (TSR) | Ring (TSR) | Stockings | Shoes

Topaz comes from the Sanskrit word for fire, which is reflected in its vibrant and rich orange-yellow colour. It is believed that topaz worn above the heart assures long life, beauty and intelligence.

Hair | Hairband | Earrings | Choker (TSR) | Coat | Dress | Gloves (Vampires) | Shoes

Blue Topaz actually comes out of the ground colourless or pale blue. A two-step heat and radiation laboratory treatment is then used to turn these stones vivid blue.

Hair (TSR) | Hairband | Earrings & Bracelets | Necklace (TSR) | Dress | Gloves & Stockings (Base Game) | Shoes

With thanks to some amazing creators: @leeleesims1 @pralinesims @sentate @batsfromwesteros @glitterberrysims @madlensims @zurkdesign @delis-sims @jius-sims @thesimsis4gays @javitrulovesims @simadelics @lizziksims @trillyke @aveirasims

[harlequinoccult]

YOU HAVE A HUNGER

A HUNGER THAT YOU’VE BEEN NEGLECTING For the most part, you’re a pretty normal mid-20-something year old who lives in a shitty apartment in the city. Well, except for one thing. Your.....”Associate” Carter “Dollface” Abernathy.

Who is a murderer, and quite frankly, a sloppy one at that. And you’re the accessory to his crimes. No matter what way you’ve gotten to know the man,or how you feel about him, you’re stuck with him, and stuck with just being his little “helper”

........Or are you? Especially when you’re suddenly given a....Unique opportunity.

                                              WELCOME TO THE                                             SLAUGHTER☆SQUAD

☆CREATE YOUR VERY OWN SLASHER

☆CHOOSE YOUR WEAPON

☆CHOOSE YOUR SPECIALTY

☆CHOOSE THE FATES OF OTHER PEOPLE

ELYSIUM (HE/THEY) [GNC-MALE] Mask: A full head mask made out of cracked tiles of mirror glass Weapon Of Choice:Butcher knife (w.r. case and sons cut-co 102-12) Outfit: They wear very clearly expensive looking designer clothes. A velvety looking red v-neck t-shirt, black jeans with artfully purposeful stitches connecting the thighs with the rest of the leg, sharply heeled ankle boots with red bottoms, and thick designer black gloves.

BLACK DAHLIA (SHE/HER) [FEMALE] Mask: A handmade mask, looks more like a flower arrangement art piece. dried black dahlia flowers at either side of the wooden mask, multi-coloured autumn leaves frame the dried flowers on either side and meet at the middle of the mask, just under the eye holes. Weapon Of Choice:Felling Axe Outfit: Wearing nondescript black lace up boots, extremely faded ripped blue jeans, a thin grey turtleneck under a green flannel shirt and a long pale pine green duffel coat, and an immaculate looking pearl necklace. Carries a brown worn looking messenger bag constantly.

OVERDOSE (HE/SHE/THEY) [GENDERFLUID] Mask: A heavily modified gas mask. painted black and studded with metal spikes, the glass of the eyes replaced with green tinted mirror lenses Weapon Of Choice:Nail Bat Outfit: They wear a faded pink leather jacket with the sleeves hacked off, a black and white long sleeved, striped shirt under an oversized black band t-shirt halfway tucked into wide legged jeans with the knees completely ripped open, showing their fishnet tights, wearing ratty, mismatched black and blue converse sneakers. completed with a spiked dog collar.

COLD (THEY/THEM) [NONBINARY] Mask: A smooth, blank white mask. its only features are its black eye-holes. Weapon Of Choice:Garrote Outfit: They wear a long black pea coat, black leather gloves, a tawny brown scarf over a light grey turtleneck with black slacks and heeled ankle boots.

SWEETHEART (HE/HIM) [MALE] Mask: A shiny, red, full face motorcycle helmet. Weapon Of Choice:Sledgehammer, Hunting knife Outfit: He wears a tan, sheepskin bomber jacket over a loose, dark grey, linen button up, slightly faded dark blue jeans, grey and white work boots, occasionally wears cheap heart themed rings on his fingers. 

T̵̢͙̓̍H̴̟̖͕͊͋E̶͈͆͝ ̷̙̝́̋͑H̵͎͗̕͠Ơ̵͈̟̭͇̇̄S̶̪̗̓͛͗̏T̴̡̈́͂͋ (???) [???] M̶̡͂a̵̫̥̋͐ͅş̶̛̦̖̒k̸̯̠̿̔̽͝:̴̹͍̂̅͛ ??? ̵̮̀͌W̴͇̑̊̈́̎e̶͚̋a̴͍̝̪̔̆͋͐p̸̹̱̎̓͝͝ǫ̵̰̪͆n̷̜͚͎̄ͅ ̷̤̻̮̉̏O̷̖͍̥͘͜f̵̞̲̱̋̉̈́ ̵̘̈́̒͊̀Ċ̴̫͕̻̼h̴͎̭̞̓ͅo̶̡̿͜í̶̦̭̳c̷̹̑e̸̥̝̝͐͆̀:̶͙̟̼͐̕ͅ ???                                                        ☆ DEMO ☆

[winns-stuff]

Hi,hello! Not sure if you remember me, but I'd submitted some asks and brought up discussion topics in this blog way back then! I'm back from the dead after an exasperatingly long school year and some other daunting crap!Hope you're doing fantastic!🧡❤️💜💖

I saw that thread of beyonce's beautiful pink gown and thought about how I would've designed a dress for persephone's wedding . I did some digging and found a drawing I'd painted earlier this year inspired by lore olympus and RS's long- discontinued gothic-neovictorian comic "the doctor foxglove show".

The flowers are asphodels to represent persephone and I feel like the gothic traditional regal vibe would fit her nicely.

I also have other ideas that unfortunately I'm not gonna translate into drawings anytime soon 'cause of a bunch of other stuff I'm busy with

So I'm afraid you're gonna have to use your imagination.The wedding dress doesn't have to be white( how they made demeter "force" perse's dress to be white to further antagonize her and STILL ended up drawing persephone in a white dress anyway is still beyond me tbh )her symbols could beautifully be incorporated into her dress .

Exhibit 1:a "portrait of madame x" black outfit with a bat wing-like two part cape(her sacred animal:bat) that is bejeweled with black pearls and diamonds and smokey quartz ,the tiara in that portrait is a reference to diana the roman goddess of the hunt AKA artemis,so it could be a nice tribute to her friendship with artemis in the comic .

exhibit 2: a fully bejeweled gown made out of her symbolic gem stones:Lepidolite, Rhodochrosite and Smoky Quartz, signifying her marriage to the god of wealth(I know she's meant to be anti -capitalist but the comic doesn't follow through with it so ...)the sleeves or other parts (like dress layers)could take the shape of the flower petals of asphodel or Narcissus. Maybe a jewel faux- lily crown too. Along with rubies and spinels to form the shape of pomegranates all over the whole fit.

Exhibit 3:an elegant coat-like dress made out of deer (her own sacred animal)and black ram (hades')and fur . It would be a good nod to the fur coat hades gifted her in S1 and the underworld is cold too so why not(holy ginger snaps I just realized how impractical her official queen outfit is! Like we've been told in that episoide that underworld is cold and yet persephone's dress is sleeveless!girlie's freezing!) Also pearl/alabaster-made faux deer horns could be sprouting from her back like wings

Exhibit 4:a feathery dress as a tribute to her sacred animal:parrots most of the dress could be a nice shade of green with some red and yellow feathers which would be common colors for a parrot and also the color of the bridal dresses for ancient greek and roman noblewomen .

Exhibit 5:Like I said red and yellow /gold were bridal dress colours for greeks and romans,what other things are red and yellow?!wheats and tulips! Demeter's symbols!this could've very well been a sweet tribute from daughter to mother ! Imagine a multi -layered flower gown with deep scarlet and black petal-shaped fabrics to look like tulips and a multi-layered veil to match!!! And then imagine golden embroidered threads in the shape of wheat branches and golden wheat shaped necklace and earrings too! And an emerald ,olivine and topaz choker in the shape of a gecko(demeter's sacred animal)

Of course one could also go ham and just combine all these ideas together and make a maximalistic, artsy,chaoticly gorgeous outfit.I personally like it because it could be a symbol of how playful and fun spring is but also how unpredictable and strange death is!I feel like if rachel took her time and didn't rush things she could give us something extraordinary!!!!!!

As always I hope this ask finds you in good health! Bye bye🌹☘️💖💜🎀💚🌺🌸❤️💕🧡👋🏻👋🏻👋🏻👋🏻👋🏻👋🏻

I remember you! I’m so glad to have you back! Your design is so beautiful by the way and honestly it’s very easy on the eyes too! I could see Persephone wearing something like that and also I’m honestly gushing about all of your exhibits because they’re so sweet and I absolutely love the detail you put in them. The tributes would’ve made the dress not only memorable but also very impactful to her character since Persephone was always supposed to be a more family oriented person (at least in season one when was characterized to be most comfortable with physical touch and around people) and it really would’ve showed us how strong her relationships have become over the past seasons, her friends are really just accessories at this point and they’re only brought up when it’s convenient. Hell even some signifying detail about Hades’ details would’ve been romantic like if they both wore parts of each other’s sacred animals or something like you incorporated, Hades never wears anything to represent Persephone and yet Persephone is supposed to be the one wearing dark colors now it’s just so one sided honestly.

But enough rambling, this was honestly such a sweet ask and I absolutely loved going through all of your ideas! They were genuinely so sweet and I hope everything is going great for you! <3

[aramonta]

[ ni ni, cis-woman, she/her ] Look who just landed! ARAMONTA XIA WEI , I sure hope you packed all you need. Perhaps you’re not worried as the HEAD OF INTERPLANETARY MARKETS of REDROCK (INVESTMENT COMPANY). The city has plenty of spots for a 33 year old SIGHIR like you. You’ll be known in the city soon enough as THE SPEAR PILLAR, being ASSIDUOUS and SELF-CENTERED.

OOC INFO

Ven, PST, she/they

Muse’s Name(s): Aramonta Xia Wei, Reyna Jazmyn Dizon

Tagging System: HERE

Intro: HERE

STATISTICS

Full Name: Aramonta Xia Wei, 煒霞 

Nickname: Monty

Date of Birth: November 1, 2372

Gender: Cis-woman

Pronouns: She/her

Sexual Orientation: Questioning

Romantic Orientation: Questioning

Current Age: 33

Modification: SIGHIR

Affiliation: Unaffiliated

Birthplace: New Jakarta, Mars

Current Neighbourhood: Sora

Occupation: Head of Interplanetary Markets of REDROCK, a multinational, multi-planet, near-galactic investment company

Known Languages: Mandarin, Bahasa Indonesian, Japanese, English, Arabic, French

APPEARANCE

Faceclaim: Ni Ni

Height: 5'7"

Eye Colour: Reddish Brown, her near-constant Sighir usage leaves a red colour, like a filter or sometimes a luster, over her brown irises

Hair Colour: Dark

Clothing Style: loves silk, soft and breezy, custom designed clothing, often defaults to business casual/formal, has so many suit variants, reserves dresses and gowns for galas, doesn't understand dressing down, monogrammed everything

Jewelry:  multiple rings on both hands, hand chains as everyday fashion, earrings for specific situations, necklace made from family heirloom gold, nipple stuff (cause she was curious and still doesn't understand the hype)

Tattoos: N/A

Marks/Scars: Scarification of three phoenixes over her spine (an homage to Bixia Yuanjun, the Chinese Taoist Goddess of the dawn, childbirth, and destiny)

Modifications: N/A

Scent/Fragrance: Tom Ford Myrrhe Mystère

PERSONALITY

Positive Traits: driven, passionate, adaptable, confident

Neutral Traits: pragmatic, amoral, reserved, realistic

Negative Traits: apathetic, impatient, unsympathetic

Peeves: Scraping silverware, loud people, meetings that should have been an email, being late

Fears: Society’s ruin, failure, losing her fish

Skills: business acumen & development, analytical reasoning, risk management, professionalism, rapport building

Goals: Hostile takeover of Redrock, social stability

FAVOURITES

Likes: Dumdum the goldfish and Alastair the Koi, numbers, watching popcorn pop

Dislikes: Wasting time, condensation that appears on food after you put it in the fridge/leftovers, doctors/hospitals

Hobbies: Football, Piloting, Meditation, Collecting Archival fashion

Habits: Using SIGHIR for pain transference, forgetting to drink water, keeping snacks in her pockets

One Cherished Item: Dumdum

OVERVIEW

Her father was a rags-to-riches story, who started as a boots-on-the-ground terraformer who rose up the ranks to become the President and CEO of the ASPECT company. Its name is an acronym for AeroSPace, Exploration, Colonization, and Terraforming. ASPECT made significant contributions to Mars colonization, habitation, and terraformation. Her mother became the CFO of REDROCK and was from a family with deep roots in global business which naturally evolved and scaled up to the interplanetary stage. When they met, she was charmed by the silver fox and it didn’t take long for them to embark on a journey to become a family.  Aramonta had a warm upbringing and had never been without her parents’ love. She was free to find her direction and experience things independently, but her parents’ busy careers often left her without their gentle guidance. Maybe that was why things sometimes slipped through the cracks of their attention and they missed the initial signs of her illness.  She was three when she wished she could tell her nanny that breathing made everything feel like knives stabbing inside of her whole body, but she couldn’t find the words through her screams or sobs. She thought that the pain would never stop, but just as the nanny was ready to call her parents, it did. While she caught her breath, she realized that her nanny was screaming in her stead, and for the first time, her eyes took on their reddish sheen. When her parents came home, they removed the hysterical caretaker and did their best to find a suitable replacement but each one afterwards suffered the same fate.  This strange recurring situation wasn’t problematic for the Wei family. Instead, it was a complicated inconvenience. Through a series of secretive tests,  Aramonta’s parents learned of her SIGHIR nature and recognized her need for stand-ins. They readily, and at one point, desperately, found staff members appropriate for her condition to buy more time. Still, this solution was nothing close to a permanent cure and not without lasting repercussions. Pain was an excellent teacher but Aramonta couldn't remember the last time she took a lesson from pain in the form of a first-hand experience. While her body tore itself apart, she largely lived her life painlessly by callously utilizing others to move toward the extremes and redefine expectations. Her parents, unable to part with their cherished daughter, did little to limit her.  As part of her masquerade, she continued the family legacy and became an emerging leader in finance. Aramonta was quickly named the poster child for bridging the wealth gap and creating accessible avenues for financial well-being. Optically, she was a young and fit thirty-something uniquely positioned to change systems and influence industries toward equitable solutions. However, reality as she understood it was fundamentally unjust, and despite its imperfection, as her parents put it, it was still worth saving. Resources were limited and the systems to procure them were fragile, so her real purpose was to maintain the systems to ensure society's existence while selling market manipulation in a pretty box as inequity reduction. Raised by the belief that she could do anything, she met her family’s greatest expectations and exceeded them. She was already wearing shoes thought to never be filled by her so all that was next was to carry worlds on her shoulders. Between the tasks of caring for society and her race against time, the latter terrified her. After all, who could replace her?

FUN FACTS

The Spear Pillar refers to a spear in Shinto mythology, that was used to create a bridge between heaven and earth.

Dumdum the goldfish is an oranda goldfish with a multi-coloured cap that makes it look dog-like. She received Dumdum from her mother. Alastair the koi fish was given to her by her father. Every birthday, all she asks from her parents is for a fish. She has fish on Earth, in space, on ships, and on Mars.

She has a Filipino nanny turned personal chef named Magdalena Santos, or Maggie for short. Monty respectfully calls her Nanay Maggie, with Nanay meaning "mother" in Tagalog, her nanny's native tongue. She has managed to survive Monty's sighir.

She also has a butler named Walter. He typically handles the less-than-savoury tasks that would leave Nanay Maggie sick.

[talesofsorrowandofruin]

Manuscript Search Tag

Thanks for tagging me, @sentfromwolves and @late-to-the-fandom! :D

Words: above, bloom, crystal, sun, wrist, struggle, surrender, swirl, sharp and silent. These are from Totentanz and LSOHG:

Above:

It was evening. The sun was just above the horizon. The shadows cast by the trees outside the gate were long and sharp. They made Hariye think of fingers reaching out to grab him. He shuddered and tried to avoid them as he left the room.

Bloom:

Unlike Diarnlan, Teivain-ríkhorn-hrair hadn't built herself a castle in her realm. Instead she'd built an average-sized house that floated above the ground. A flight of stairs made of clouds went from the door to the path below. Diarnlan's realm had been eternally winter, while this one was eternally late summer. The leaves on the trees were just starting to turn brown. Flowers bloomed all over the ground. A river ran in front of the house. Instead of the path going over the river, the river went over the path. It formed a tall arch that flowed without any concern for the laws of physics.

Crystal Jewel:

His eyes widened. It was a necklace made of multi-coloured jewels that glittered when the light caught them.

Sun:

The stretch of water separating Vakaryan and parts of Sui from Çarisar was technically the easternmost inlet of the Finsennak Ocean. But generations ago it had gained a name of its own: the Blood Water. Theories for where the name came from ranged from "a fierce battle was fought on the shore" to "the sunrise makes the water look red". Whatever the reason, it was usually peaceful in spite of its name. Three kingdoms relied on it for fishing and trade. All of them had a vested interest in making sure the Blood Water stayed peaceful.

Wrist:

Karandren grabbed her wrist and tried to physically pull her out. Diarnlan yanked her hand away, then slapped him across the face. He had the audacity to yelp and clutch his cheek as if she'd seriously injured him.

Struggle:

The snowball fight degenerated into an undignified scuffle that ended when Karandren dropped a sculpture's head on top of Diarnlan. As she struggled to free herself she kicked him and sent him flying into another sculpture.

Surrender Defeat:

"We need to defeat the skrýszel so definitively that their owners will never send them through the veil again. We need... Oh, I don't know. Some sort of ward that would kill them as soon as they step into this world. Hey, do you think we could manipulate a skrýszel into attacking its owners?"

Swirl:

The hole in the veil opened right in front of her. For one nightmarish minute she looked through it into the Óhreinnjǫrð. Colours swirled behind the veil, colours that human eyes should not be able to see. In seconds the landscape changed from mountains to valleys to cities that defied all logic. She saw palaces built on top of enormous spindly towers. A thousand shapes rolled back and forth in the gorge-like streets.

Sharp:

The emperor's complacence had completely evaporated by now. He openly glared at his son and spoke in a sharp, clipped tone. Konstantine could practically see the thoughts going through his head: He's spent so long among the barbarians he's become one of them. But how can he be anything else when his mother is one? At least this time the emperor had the courtesy not to say what he was thinking to Konstantine's face.

Silent:

Hariye nodded silently. No matter how much he tried to think of it as an adventure, he couldn't help feeling more like a hunted animal. He didn't feel like exploring the house just then. All he really wanted was to curl up in a corner somewhere, go to sleep, and hope this would turn out to be a nightmare when he woke.

Tagging @aalinaaaaaa, @writeblrfantasy, @garthcelyn​, @fearofahumanplanet, and anyone else who wants to do this! :D New words: grate, governor, glasses, genuine and grudge.

[bluewhisperpup]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Peacock Jewelled Necklace 🔴.

[kanhaijewelscollection]

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Hi! :3

I had an idea for a request

I thought of a tom x reader loosely based on "Hungover you"

like him and reader being best friends and somewhere along the line they spend a night together, but decide to forget it for the sake of their friendship (maybe they were a little drunk ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ who knows)

then many years later they're still friends but they realise that they really love each other

even if you don't write this i wanted to tell you i think your writing is amazing! don't feel pressured to make content, I'm sure all of your followers don't mind waiting for your fics because they are really amazing!

aa sorry for the long text! <3

IT’S YOU - T. KAULITZ

synopsis: they say feelings change with time, but yours couldn’t have stayed closer to the same. it has been three years since you hooked up with tom, and despite your promise to forget about it for the sake of your friendship, you can’t ignore the way you feel anymore.

content: smut (kinda) & fluff

a/n: thankyou soo much!! i put a christmas twist on this because i realised i haven’t made an xmas fic yet i hope that’s okay! pls be patient w me bc apparently i should spend every hour of every day writing fics according to some people… just to be clear this is a hobby and nothing more. i don’t get paid for this LMAOO sometimes i don’t want to write and that’s okay - most people are really understanding so thank you for that, but on a more positive note merry christmas i hope u all have a happy holidays!!!💗

the faint smell of gingerbread teases my senses, mind beyond overstimulated with the incomprehensible blur of conversations around me - the amount of alcohol in my system clearly not helping. every inch of the living room is pasted with the not so subtle reminder of the festive season: warm lights casting their glow across the walls, garlands decorated with small red and green baubles, though the most obvious sign sits in the corner of the room. adorned with baubles in every colour possible, with tinsel (quite messily) stretched across its dark green branches, multi-coloured lights twinkling dimly around it, reminding me why i love this time of year so much.

the chaos of the annual christmas party that had become tradition over the years never became something that i had gotten used to, the dull buzz in my stomach (admittedly from the alcohol too) never going away as i watch my surroundings, friends laughing obnoxiously loudly whilst their hands tear away the intricately decorated paper, revealing their presents.

“and this one is for you.” tom says, snapping me out of my daze as he reaches underneath the tree from where he sits beside me, returning with a small box in his hands. he passes it over to me, a proud smile on his face as i study the wrapping. a red bow placed messily on top, the wrapping paper creased at the sides, the tape used to hold it in place hanging off.

“did you wrap this?” i stifle a laugh, remembering how terrible my best friend is at anything remotely technical, not wanting to hurt his feelings.

“yeah, why?” he seems genuinely proud, and i decide to give him that sense of fulfilment, ignoring that a child probably could have done a better job.

“nothing, nothing. it’s great.” i return my eyes to the present, hands moving to tear away the paper. tom’s eyes remain glued onto me, excitedly awaiting my reaction. i open the box inside, revealing a gold necklace, a small locket in its centre. my mouth falls open, fingers carefully lifting the jewellery from its box, eyes studying it in awe before i turn my attention to tom.

“are you kidding me? it’s beautiful, oh my god!”

an even wider smile rests on his face at my reaction, his leg bobbing up and down nervously. he gestures to the locket as i turn my attention back to it, thumb clicking it open. tom and i. the picture in the centre shows tom and i, far younger, far more innocent than we are now. cheesy grins plastered on our faces, arms wrapped around each other’s shoulders as we look into the camera, wrapped up in our huge winter coats - standard for the weather in germany.

“i don’t even know what to say i- thank you.” i smile, reaching over and wrapping my arms around his frame. he seems taken aback, though soon returns the gesture, his arms resting on my upper back, hand patting it slowly.

“you’re welcome. i hope you like it.” he offers me a warm smile as we pull away, soon turning his eyes toward the rest of the room, watching as bill unwraps his present from georg.

hours have passed, and even if i tried, i don’t think i could come close to counting the amount of drinks i’ve had. i am beyond tipsy, swaying my head to the cheesy christmas songs that play from the tv whilst attempting to sing the lyrics - failing miserably as my voice comes out slurred and inaudible.

“you sound terrible.” tom’s voice, just as slurred as my own, causes me to stop my singing, turning to face him as he sits beside me, finishing off the remainder of whatever drink he has in his glass.

“thanks.” i mumble, grabbing the glass from his hands and shoving the last few drops down my throat, no longer flinching at its bitter taste. the room seems to become emptier, friends either leaving or finding a bedroom upstairs to sleep in, the darkness from outside reminding me that it is probably the early hours of the morning.

“they’re no fun.” i roll my eyes, pointing to the final few people walking out of the room tiredly, leaving tom and i alone. he hums in agreement as i reach forward, grabbing the half-empty bottle of vodka on the coffee table and pouring it into my mouth, taking a few large swigs. the faint burning in the back of my throat quickly subsides, prompting me to drink some more.

“lets play a game.” tom says from beside me, a loud giggle leaving my mouth at his sudden request.

“a game? what are we twelve?” i laugh, shaking my head and taking another drink, swirling the liquid that is still in the bottle around. “what game?”

“i don’t know, truth or dare?” he shrugs his shoulders, clearly not thinking straight. though i am in no position to judge him, the two of us too intoxicated to be able to think rationally.

“there’s only two of us though. that’s gonna be pretty fucking boring, don’t you think?”

he doesn’t respond, only shrugging his shoulders once again, prompting me to give in. i sit cross legged opposite him, signalling for him to go first.

“truth or dare?”

“hmmm….truth.” i mumble drunkenly, laughing to myself as my body sways to the side a little, almost falling completely off of the couch and onto the hard wood floor. he pauses, a mischievous smirk tugging at his lips as he appears to think as deeply as his intoxicated state allows him to, his eyebrows raising as he finally thinks of an idea.

“have you ever had a crush on anyone at this party?” he asks, leaning forward and resting his head in his hands, chuckling quietly to himself.

“bill, like four years ago.” i shrug nonchalantly, taking another swig from the bottle. if i were even remotely sober, i would have come up with some completely unbelievable lie, though the alcohol gives me the sudden confidence to confess, this a secret which i had silently vowed to take to the grave - until now.

“my brother? are you kidding?” his laughter is much louder this time, the room filled with it as he clutches his chest, eyes squeezing shut. at one point, i swear i see tears fall down his cheeks, my hand reaching to swat his chest, the effort pathetic as the alcohol appears to take away every ounce of physical strength.

we continue the game for another thirty minutes, the questions becoming more senseless as time passes, the dares even more abnormal as i sit with my small mini skirt off of my body and on the ground somewhere, tom now shirtless. the sober versions of ourselves would be watching in pure shame, though in the moment, this is the funniest thing we have ever done, drunken laughter pouring from our lips at every word that we say.

“your turn.” tom begins. “truth or dare?”

“dare.”

i expect him to think deeply about what to do, about ways to humiliate me in the worst way possible, taking advantage of the fact that he is in control, possessing the ability to make me do whatever his heart desires. but not only is he much quicker this time, his mind seemingly made up the second i had uttered the four letter word, his reply is one that i could never had been prepared for. though my drunken state brushes it off, unable to question, let alone refuse his demand.

“i dare you…to kiss me.”

i giggle quietly at his statement, widening my eyes in forged surprise and tucking my hair behind my ears, tom’s lips curved into a soft smirk as i slowly shuffle toward him. my legs wrap around his waist, arms wrapping loosely around his neck as his own rest around my waist. our faces are inches apart, small chuckles still leaving our lips as i situate myself comfortably, losing my balance and falling forward, my body collapsing onto his chest.

“whoops.” i mumble, bursting into laughter as tom does the same, trying to pick me back up as his hands place themselves onto my shoulders, pushing me upward so that i sit on his lap once again. though once i regain my balance, the small smile that rests on tom’s lips soon disappears, the laughter replaced by a heavy silence, thick with unexpected tension. his hands rest more firmly on my waist now, face seeming to get closer and closer to my own, so close that his breath fans onto my face, lips ghosting just below my nose.

his eyes look into mine, darkened and filled with lust, almost questioning whether he should make the move. the alcohol is still in charge, still the thing that fuels both tom’s and my own decision making, but behind the drunkenness, i see the real tom, and somewhere amidst the blur of alcohol and lust, i can tell that he is fighting with himself. though after a few seconds, the decision is made, seemingly with little debate as he pushes his lips onto mine harshly, taking my bottom lip between his teeth. the kiss is sloppy, messy, irrational, everything that it should be, fuelled by alcohol and unforeseen desire. but whether it is the bottle of vodka i had just drank talking, or the genuine need that only grows as each second passes, it feels right.

and tom’s actions show that he feels the same way. from our clothes being impatiently pulled off of our bodies, lips tangled in a heated mess, to his dick being inside me, something within me tells me that this should be happening, even if our drunken state is the cause.

“fuck…you feel so good.” he groans from above me, maintaining a steady pace, his words still slurred. sweat lines his body, starting at his forehead, his dreads resting on his shoulders, trailing down to his torso. and as i watch him move in and out of me, i take a second to admire his body - his skin, biceps, the way each muscle flexes slightly when he thrusts into me, my mind wondering how it had taken me this long to realise how hot he is. sure, i had known that he was attractive, his overly obsessive fans made that clear enough, but it had taken him being totally naked on top of me to realise that they have been right this entire time, and god, i want nothing more than this moment to last forever.

“i’m getting close.” he mumbles from above me, his head moving to rest in the crook of my neck, placing rough kisses there as his tongue moves across the skin in place of his mouth. when his dick begins to twitch inside of me, i soon realise that it can’t last forever, that in a few minutes, or when the alcohol wares off, we will have to go back to normal, to act like he didn’t just fuck me - his best friend of over ten years.

his head returns from my shoulder, a loud groan escaping his lips as i feel him shoot his cum inside of me, his eyes squeezing shut, lips slightly parted as he curses under his breath. and it doesn’t take long for my own release to follow, the loud moan that sounds from the back of my throat muffled by tom’s lips as he presses them onto my own, mumbling a quick ‘shhh’ against me. he rides out our highs, pulling out after a minute and collapsing on top of me, tired and breathless. we lay in silence, tom occasionally pressing quick kisses onto my shoulder, our bodies completely spent.

despite how little we speak about it, that night stays clear in my memory, able to remember it like it was yesterday, even though today marks three years since we did something that should have changed our friendship forever. sure, it was awkward for a little while after, but after the mutual decision to put it behind us ‘for the sake of our friendship’, blaming it purely on the alcohol, we had moved on, maintaining our close bond that had existed since we were kids. it seemed to special to ruin, too important to destroy for the sake of the possibility of falling in love, knowing that it would be too risky to pursue something, the small yet very real chance that it wouldn’t work out holding the ability to ruin our friendship forever.

but god, i would be stupid to deny the way my heart tugs at its strings whenever i see him, whenever i hug him in a way that is strictly platonic, wondering if somewhere he feels the same way as i do.

“you okay?” a voice snaps me out of my train of thought, my head turning to its source as tom’s brown eyes look into my own, a small smile on his face. i quickly nod my head, turning away and focusing on gustav as he takes a present from under the tree, flashing me a smile once he realises that it is from me.

tom doesn’t give in though, his voice interrupting my own from beside me as i am in the process of listening to gustav, a smile on his face whilst he thanks me for his gift.

“you sure?” tom asks, his voice low and uncertain, expression bordering confused when i forge a smile, reassuring him that i am fine, knowing that i am far from it, the reminder that three years ago things were so different still acting as a raw wound, despite how easily tom had seemed to get over it.

“no you’re not. come on.” he takes my hand, guiding me out of the room as i turn around, hoping that nobody had noticed, sighing in relief when i realise that they are all immersed in their own conversations. tom guides me into the kitchen, moving me so that my body is against the counter, his own in front of me, stopping me from leaving.

“what are you doing? the party is out there, bill was about to open the gift i got for him.” i furrow my eyebrows, attempting to leave the kitchen, though tom’s hand is quick to place itself on my wrist gently, pulling me back to rest against the counter.

“i can tell when you’re not okay. something is bothering you. what’s wrong?” his voice is much more serious this time, no longer holding that playful tone that it had before.

i sigh, breaking eye contact and staring at the ground, fingers reaching to play with the material of my christmas sweater, trying anything to distract myself from the tears that begin to pool at my waterline. i know that i can’t escape from this now, becoming aware that even if i attempt to lie, tom will see right through it.

“come on, you can talk to me you know? i’m your best friend-”

“that’s the fucking problem.” i mumble, silently cursing myself the second the words leave my mouth, praying that they were quiet enough for tom to not understand them. though when his eyebrows furrow, head tilting to the side, i quickly realise that he got every word. his mouth opens to speak, only for a few seconds as he closes it again, mind working faster than it ever has before, working to think of a response.

“what do you mean?” he asks eventually, my eyes meeting his own. his gaze softens when he registers the tears that fall down my cheeks. he reaches forward, his arms trying to wrap around my frame and pull me into a hug, though i refuse his embrace, not able to handle the emotional torture of another hug, knowing that it will never mean anything more than means of comfort, rather than an act of affection out of love. his eyebrows furrow in confusion when i push him away gently, his tongue moving outward to swipe against his lip ring, fingers adjusting the bandana that adorns his jet black braids - the one thing that is different about him since that day.

“why do you act like nothing happened?” i ask, my voice low and weak, eyes finally finding the courage to meet his own. he stays silent, knowing exactly what i am talking about without even mentioning it directly. because no matter how much we act like it never happened, i know that both of us will never be able to forget it, even if he acts like he has. i take his silence as i sign to continue, taking the opportunity to get this off of my chest. “you act like that night never happened, and it fucking infuriates me. you speak to me, you look at me, you hug me, but it’s not the same anymore. you can try and act like you don’t remember it, but i fucking can’t. i can’t sit back anymore and act normal around you knowing that we did it. and then you stand here and call me your fucking friend. it kills me that you don’t even care, that it means nothing at all to you-”

he cuts me off, though not with his voice. not with a quick remark, not with a reminder that we are just friends, that we can never be anything more; but with his lips, pressing them to my own. they are soft, just as i had remembered them, the coldness of his lip ring just as addictive as it had been the first time. and though it only lasts a few seconds before he pulls away, it still ignites that spark within me that had been lifeless since we had promised to forget about what had happened. his forehead rests against mine, hands pulling my body against his own as he wraps his arms around my waist.

“who said that i don’t care about what happened, hm?” his face remains inches away from mine, his hands reaching upward to wipe the tears that rest on my cheeks. he doesn’t pull back, instead pressing my body against his once again. “i think about it, all the time. and every single time, i think about what could have happened if we didn’t push it aside, if we actually acted on it. but then i remind myself that you didn’t want that, and i can’t lose you. so i just decided to not speak about it. but don’t think for a second that i forgot.”

i stay silent, unsure of what to say, trying to fathom what his confession truly means. is he saying that he feels the same way, or was the kiss out of pity, one to stop the tears that continue to fall?

“what are you saying?” i whisper, pursing my lips and looking at the floor, breaking eye contact once again. though it is only short lived, my eyes soon returning to look at his own as he lifts my face up, his hands now resting on either side of it.

“i’m saying that i don’t want to be just your best friend anymore. i don’t think my heart can handle that.”

my eyes widen, mouth opening to speak, finding myself at a loss for words as no sound escapes. once again, tom’s actions seem to speak louder than any words would have been able to, his arms scooping me up as he kisses me once again. it is gentler this time, lacking the lust behind that it had the first time we had kissed. it holds much more meaning behind it than just drunken desire. this time, it carries the silent promise of every single thing that i have ever wanted since that night - love.

“you know…i wasn’t totally shitfaced when i asked you to kiss me that night.” he says once he pulls away, a playful smile now tugging on his lips. i shake my head, pulling him by his shirt and kissing him once again. he smiles into the kiss, quickly reciprocating as he moves his lips against my own.

“oh my god.”

i quickly push tom away, his lips pink and swollen as he turns around, my eyes widening once i see bill standing in the doorway of the kitchen with some empty plates in either hand. his mouth is wide open, body standing completely still in shock.

“i’ll just…leave these here.” he quickly says, rushing toward the sink and practically throwing the plates in there, shooting me a quick glance before leaving.

i look upward at tom, who seems to be unfazed by the situation, his thumb reaching upward to swipe at the lipgloss that had stained his lips. he meets my gaze, shrugging his shoulders and wrapping his arm around me, pulling my body to rest against his own, our chests together.

“at least we don’t have to figure out a way to tell everybody else. bill would have told them all by now.”

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Winter Apocalypse chapter 9

Aston Royce

The only girl in the group, strong and almost as tall as the two enormous guys at her side, called Brontes back with a whistle, and placed herself beside him on the floor as she was too big to fit on one arm. It reached at least to her waist, where a thick, heavy belt stood out with several bronze runes embedded in it.

The scarf of her house, Ravenclaw, was tied loosely around her arm, hugging her bare strong large arm. She was wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt in different colors with a large multi-coloured neon eagle pattern drawn on it, and her school tunic was tied at her waist, the dirty and ruined edges dragging on the ground, destroyed by years of beatings and fights in which the girl always hunted, or created herself.

She also wore several necklaces and bracelets, all made of bronze with runes engraved on them. At her waist, hanging from a heavy chain, hung an enormous long sword, with a handle and sheath also made of bronze and red and black stones, resting on her torn and fashionable jeans. Also hanging from her hair, which was dark copper and tied in a long braid, were several bronze jewels.

None of the three - not her, nor the Slytherin nor the Ravenclaw at her side - seemed particularly interested in the fate of Jon, trembling and bleeding on the ground. His eye was covered in blood and his entire forehead was one cut - and his arm and hand were also cut by the deadly claws of the girl's giant eagle.

"Serves you right, loser. So you learn not to pay respect to a Royce." she growled, and the eagle, Brontes, let out another of her infernal screech.

Sam struggled to pick up Jon, who seemed to have completely collapsed, and tried to drag him away from them. The boy closest to them, the one with short ginger hair spiky on his pale head and a filthy undershirt under his long Slytherin coat, made a sudden leap to startle Sam, who almost fell. He laughed cruelly at that joke.

The laughter ended in silence as Aegon and Dennis rose to their feet. The youngest rushed into the arms of his older sister, who welcomed him albeit with some hesitations. But he was bruised and dirty and obviously shaking and scared, so she let him.

“What were you doing here in the corner?” asked the clean-shaven boy, taller and more serious and with the blue and bronze scarf and sunglasses pulled down over his nose, who up until now had not yet spoken.

"Denny used the runes to spy on the conversation the professors and Night Watch men are having in the Main Hall!" Aegon confessed, shaken himself. "Eddie and Renly said it was important…"

"And you also listen to those two idiots!" roared Sheamus, the red-haired Slytherin, crossing his arms over his chest. "This is why we don't let you two brats do anything! You let yourself be influenced too much! When we were in third year we weren't that stupid, right Cesaro?" he said, turning towards his friend, who was already no longer listening to him.

Cesaro had been distracted by something that had fallen to the ground and was shining with a faint iridescent light. He crouched down to pick it up, turning it over in his hands. "This fell from the arm of the loser hit by Brontes. A magical pendant? And it has a rune engraved on it… Aston, what could it be?"

A pendant, white with shades of blue and purple and green and white but mainly blue, on which something completely indecipherable seemed to be written.

Aston Royce grabbed the pendant, but her eyebrows remained furrowed beneath the dark aviator glasses she wore. "They're not runes. I have no idea what they are, but I know who might know."

"Come on, it's late." Sheamus muttered, starting to walk back the way they came. "We could go and have a coffee at the new coffee shop they opened on the east side of the castle!" Cesaro began, smiling happily because he loved coffee. Aegon joined them, but Aston remained where she was, facing the wall with the rune of listening still drawn in green dust, facing the blood of the Night's Watch boy.

"Hey! Aston!" called her the big red-haired Slytherin. "Aren't you coming too with us?"

"No, I have to take care of something first. You guys go. And tell Eddie and Renly to mind their own damn business."

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What are the recent pearl jewellery trends?

Shine Like a Star: Unveiling the Latest Pearl Jewellery Trends

Pearls have been a timeless classic in the world of jewellery. From necklaces to earrings, pearls have been a staple for any fashion trendsetter. However, as fashion evolves, so does the style of pearl jewellery. In this blog article, we’ll have a look at the recent pearl jewellery trends that are making their way to the forefront of the fashion industry.

So, why are pearl necklaces trending?

First and foremost, pearls are timeless. For centuries, pearls have been a symbol of elegance, sophistication and purity, and have remained a staple in jewellery collections throughout history. Today, pearls are still seen as a symbol of timeless beauty and have become a favourite amongst fusionists looking to add a touch of elegance to their outfit.

Another reason why pearl necklaces are trending is their versatility. Pearls can be dressed up or down, making them a versatile accessory for any occasion. Whether you're heading to a formal event or simply running errands, a pearl necklace can complete any outfit and add a touch of glamour.

Now, let's dive into the recent jewellery trends that we're seeing on the runway and in stores.

1. Baroque Pearls

Baroque pearls are non-spherical pearls that come in a variety of shapes, sizes and colours. They are heavily featured in the current trend of asymmetrical designs and are often used in statement pieces. Baroque pearls are perfect for bold and daring souls who like to add an element of uniqueness to their jewellery.

2. Layered Pearls

Pearl jewellery is no longer just about a singular strand of pearls. Layered pearl necklaces have become a recent trend and can be styled in various ways. They can be layered with pearl chokers or mixed with other necklaces for a more personalised look. Layered pearls are perfect for those who want to make a statement while showcasing their individuality. This style features several strands of pearls layered on top of one another, creating a bold and statement-making piece. The multi-strand necklace can be worn with both formal and casual looks, adding a touch of sophistication to any outfit.

3. Coloured Pearls

Gone are the days of only white pearls being in style. Coloured pearls are becoming more and more popular, with black and pink pearls being particularly trendy. Coloured pearls are a great way to add a pop of colour to any outfit without being too overwhelming. While traditional white pearls are still a classic choice, coloured pearls are becoming increasingly popular amongst modern fusionists. From pink to black to golden hues, coloured pearls offer a unique, and eye-catching twist to the traditional pearl necklace.

4. Pearl Hoops

Pearl hoops have become the go-to for those who want to add a touch of class to their everyday wear. These earrings are statement pieces on their own and work particularly well with casual outfits. Pearl hoops are perfect for those who want to add a touch of glamour to their everyday look.

As we enter a new decade, the world of jewellery trends is constantly evolving. From bold statement pieces to classic staples, we're seeing a variety of innovative designs that are sure to capture anyone's attention. One trend that's making a comeback in a big way is pearl jewellery – and for good reason.

Finally, we're seeing a lot of designers mix pearls with other materials. From leather to metal chains, pearls are being paired with a variety of textures and materials to create an unconventional, yet stylish look.

Conclusion

In conclusion, pearls have come a long way in the world of fashion. From baroque pearls to pearl hoops, there are many ways to incorporate pearls into your jewellery collection. Whether you’re a classic or contemporary fashion enthusiast, there’s a pearl jewellery trend that’s perfect for you. Try out these new trends and add some timeless elegance to your wardrobe. With the recent introduction of colourful pearls, multi-strand necklaces, and the use of mixed materials, there's never been a better time to invest in a statement-making pearl necklace. So, what are you waiting for?  Add a touch of timeless elegance to your collection today!

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As women, we all know how jewellery can transform our entire look. Silver Jewellery Shopping Online is a great way to enhance your beauty with necklaces, bracelets, and rings. It enhances our beauty in one way or another. Out of all these, earrings are the most loved and popular accessory. They add instant glamour and appeal to any outfit.

When it comes to earrings, two of the most common styles are drop and dangle earrings. Both styles come in a variety of designs and materials, making it difficult to choose the right one.

In this post, we will dive into the details and help you decide which style of earrings is perfect for you.

What are drop earrings?

Drop earrings are one of the most versatile earring styles that are trending these days. When it comes to Silver Jewellery Shopping Online, drop earrings are an excellent option for those who prefer a feminine touch to their everyday look. They are designed to appear like they are hanging or dropping from the earlobe. They come in a range of designs like geometric, pearl, or gemstone designs.

Our top picks for drop earrings are:

Triple Heart Drop Earrings: Made with premium quality silver, these heart-shaped drop earrings are perfect for a romantic date night look.

Basic Drop Earrings: Perfect for daily wear, these silvers drop earrings are simple yet elegant. They feature a twisted silver design that adds a touch of sophistication to any outfit.

Ghoondru Drop Earrings: These stylish, multi-coloured earrings are perfect for adding a pop of colour to any outfit. They feature small silver bells or ghoondrus that create a soft, soothing sound as you move.

Heart Drop Earrings: These beautifully crafted heart-shaped drop earrings are perfect for a romantic evening party. The intricate design and crystal embellishments make them truly one-of-a-kind.

What are dangle earrings?

Dangle earrings are a classic style of earrings that feature a long chain or a drop hanging from the earlobe. They are perfect for those who love to experiment with different styles and materials. From simple pearl designs to exquisite stone-studded dangles, there are several options to choose from. Click here: https://zilvercraft.com/

Our top picks for dangle earrings are:

Pearl Basic Earrings: These elegant pearl earrings are perfect for a sophisticated and classic look. They feature a simple design that combines the beauty of pearls with silver.

Utsav Motif Earrings: These exquisite earrings are perfect for a festive occasion. They feature a beautiful motif design that is crafted to perfection.

Mastani Jhumkha: These Indian-inspired jhumkha earrings are perfect for a traditional look. They are designed to make a statement and are crafted with intricate details.

Pearl Push Back Earrings: These stunning pearl earrings are perfect for a professional or formal look. They feature a push-back design that is easy to wear and comfortable to carry.

The Best Online Jewellery Store For Your Needs:

When Silver Jewellery Shopping Online, it is essential to choose the right store that offers quality products and excellent customer service. At Zilvercraft, we are dedicated to providing our customers with the best quality silver jewellery at an affordable price. We offer a range of earrings, necklaces, bracelets, and rings in different styles and designs to meet your needs. Our products are made with premium quality materials and come with a 100% satisfaction guarantee.

Choosing the right style of earrings can be a daunting task, but with the right information, you can make the right choice. Drop earrings are versatile and perfect for everyday wear, while dangle earrings are ideal for special occasions or when you want to make a statement. At Zilvercraft, we have a range of earrings that are designed to suit your style and budget. Shop with us today and add a touch of elegance to your everyday wardrobe. Source: https://zilvercraftsilverjewelryonline.blogspot.com/2023/05/drop-or-dangle-earrings-which-style.html